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Nov 2010
I'm numb to everything I used to feel.
Weeks have passed since I've tasted a meal.

Color slowly crept itself out of my sight,
All hours of the day are as dark as night.

Jealousy surounds me, won't leave me to be.
I'm no longer who I used to call me.

I've dug a hole and the walls are slick,
There is no way out, the pains making me sick.

A distraction could become a ladder to climb out.
But my mind is stuck, I wish I could shout.

My mouth won't move, my sense of smell is shot,
My eyes glued shut, I dont have a lot.

Automatic has become my only setting,
There has to be a dam for this lake of tears I'm shedding.

But for now im stuck in this horrible hole,
Until I find a way to set free my soul.
Written by
Natasha Twinkle  California
(California)   
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